In room 316, Tang Ji stood by the window and slowly lowered the binoculars, in fact, the place where the incident happened was not very far away from him, and people could see it with the naked eye.

In the United Nations Headquarters, there were six or seven hundred people who were busy with construction every day, and there were not a few people who were very close to the place of the incident at that time.

Outside the window, although the gunfire had stopped, there were still screams and screams, some of the deceased had their relatives throwing themselves on the corpses and crying hysterically, while others were holding their injured lovers or friends, screaming and looking for doctors who could treat their injuries.

In the library in the distance, a group of people hurried out of the library, trotting towards the grass where the tragedy occurred, there were nearly fifty people, most of these people were armed guards, and two people in white coats and carrying boxes dressed as doctors, Hillary was also among them, holding an umbrella and wearing big sunglasses on her face, so that people could not see her expression, but it can be guessed that her face must be ugly now.

Hillary is still guarded by armed men, but this time there are a lot more people, because there is one more person next to her, about thirty years old, with thin cheeks, heavy eyebrows, combing her back hair, wearing a regular black suit, the whole person looks well-dressed, like the so-called "successful person" before the end of the world, Hillary keeps a careful state every time she travels, and he doesn't seem to be as worried as Hillary, nor does he carry an umbrella like Hillary, and even, he only carries a pistol, so he has no other equipment.

Don Guy knew him, he had seen him more than once before the end of the world, he was David, Hillary's fiancé, one of the shareholders of the pharmaceutical company before the end of the world, and now the number two leader here.

Hillary walked up to the patrol officer who had just fired, asked something in a low voice, and then ordered the people to start cleaning up the scene, and Don Ji looked at it for a while, then lost interest, dragged the stump two steps to his bedside, lay down, and picked up the book again.

He asked the bearded man to get a lot of books, including books about racing, as well as books on firearms knowledge and dog training, he read books quickly, and he had already read three books, all of which were practiced when he was a student, when he read a large number of medical professional books.

After Tang Ji left the window, the others gradually left, there was nothing to see, nothing more than cleaning up the corpses and treating the injured.

The room became very quiet for a while, the dead man, or died for this reason, no one's heart will feel good, Kelly has already hid in the inner room, Laura and Christine, Maniela also followed, Ba Song was lying on the bed opposite Tangji, also reading, his brows were deeply wrinkled, he looked bitter and hateful, looking at his expression I wanted to throw away the book, but I couldn't throw it away.

The book was given by Tang Kei, which is a dictionary of English and Thai words translated from each other, and Tang Kei is asking him to memorize English words.

The room wasn't quiet for long, when there was a knock on the door, and a man's voice came into the room: "It's me, Jason." ”

Ba Song was very close to the door, and walked directly to open the door, although he still couldn't understand English, he could still hear Jason's voice.

When the door opened, Jason and Jon walked in, the two of them were just outside, but not near the place where the shootout took place, and Don Guy was standing at the window and didn't see them.

Jon entered the room without saying anything and went directly to the inner room, Jason glanced at the big room, saw that both of them were reading, and he was also thinking about Kellyti, so he also followed Jon to the inner room.

The large room was quiet again, except for the faint sound of the room talking through the door.

It wasn't long after, only a minute or two, that the corridor outside was filled with the sound of footsteps, and the noise of people, quite a few people, and it seemed to be running.

"Hurry!" The sound of urging.

Tang Ji put the book in his hand on his body, glanced in the direction of the door, frowned, thought about it and stretched it out again, he seemed to understand something, threw the book on the bed, got out of bed and pulled out a small box from under the bed, picked up the small box, limped to the door, and opened the door.

Just when Tang Ji just came out of the room, the group of people running in the corridor also ran to the door of 316, a total of more than two dozen people, Hillary was also there, among the guards beside her, four of them were carrying a stretcher, on the stretcher lay a boy covered in blood, the wound was in the abdomen, still bleeding, and next to the stretcher, there was also a white man about forty years old, this man was also wearing the same combat uniform as Hillary's bodyguard, obviously a member of Hillary's men, but he was in a special state.

"Don Quix......" Hillary said, breaking through the guards surrounding her and stepping forward.

"I understand." Don Ji waved his hand to signal Hillary to say no more, he understood that there must be too many seriously injured people outside, and the doctors were not enough, so he carried the injured up and asked Don Ji to operate on him.

Tang Ji walked to the stretcher and checked the injuries of the injured man, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, covered in cold sweat and fainted in pain.

"No problem, right?" Hillary asked, walking up to Don Guy's side.

Tang Ji shook his head, didn't speak, put the box on the stretcher, and quickly opened the box, which was full of surgical instruments.

"What blood type is he?" Tang Ji took out the gloves from the sealed package and put them on his hands, while looking up at the middle-aged man standing next to the stretcher and asked, this man was covering his mouth with his hands and red eyes looking at the boy on the stretcher, looking at his state and the age of the two, he should be the boy's father.

"A+" The middle-aged man listened to Tang Ji's question and immediately said.

Tang Ji looked at Hillary next to him again, but Hillary had already picked up the walkie-talkie and ordered: "Send some A+ blood bags up, on the third floor of the Secretariat Building, quickly." ”

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The operation did not last too long, only about ten minutes, Tang Ji's hands were very stable, and his hand speed was very fast, so the time to complete the operation was generally very short, the whole operation was carried out in the corridor, carried by four strong men, and the boy on it was not tall, so the stretcher has been quite stable, and when the operation was critical, Tang Ji would also remind them not to move.

Ten minutes later, the boy was carried away by four armed men, and the middle-aged man, after thanking Tang Ji, also left.

Soon after, a group of five people, carrying a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy on a stretcher, jogged out of the secretariat building and jogged in the direction of the library, which shows that this middle-aged man who had been following him should be the core of Hillary's organization, because the boy was his son, and only the family of the core could live there.

On the grass 100 meters away from the entrance of the Secretariat Building, not far from the place where the shootout took place, a doctor of about 30 years old was squatting on the ground to operate on a man who had been shot in the leg.

On the sidelines, David stood with a group of heavily armed guards, his hands in his trouser pockets, his body slightly hunched, his head down as the doctor stitched up the wounded man's wounds, and occasionally turned his head to look around.

"Hi Ball!" Suddenly, David saw the men trotting out of the building carrying stretchers, pulled one hand out of his pocket, waved it in that direction, and walked briskly in that direction.

"Wait...... This way. The four armed men had already carried the stretcher down the steps in front of the Secretariat building, and the middle-aged man who followed them suddenly waved his hand, signaling them to walk in the direction of David.

Obviously, he is Bauer.

"How is he?" David and the others quickly gathered together, he stood next to the stretcher, looked down at the boy who had not woken up on the stretcher, looked up at the middle-aged man Ball, asked with a concerned face, said, he lowered his head again, raised his hand and gently touched the boy's head, and wiped the cold sweat on the boy's forehead with his thumb.

"It's fine, the doctor said that the operation was successful, ensure nutrition, take more drugs to promote cell growth, and you can recover in a month or two." Bauer said with palpitations.

"It's okay, you don't have to take someone out these days, I'll arrange another person, you stay in the library and spend more time with little Allen." David looked down at the bandage on the waist of the boy named Allen, stood up straight and looked at Ball, also showing a relieved expression.

"Thank you, boss." Bauer said gratefully.

"You're welcome, go ahead." David waved at him.

Bauer and the others left with stretchers, David turned around, pulled the handkerchief from the pocket of his suit, wiped the cold sweat that had just been stuck on his hands, shook his head slightly, and the corners of his mouth hooked a very faint smile, suddenly, the smile on his face froze, and the action of wiping his hands stopped suddenly.

His brows furrowed instantly, as if he had thought of something, and slowly, he raised his head and looked at the grass not far away, and on the other side of the road, two positions, two professional surgeons were operating on two seriously injured people, and the operation was not yet completed.

The boy Allen, who was also seriously injured, was carried up to the third floor, and last night's operation was carried down again, and the operation was already done, but it was not completed here.

David thought about it, his face flashed a little gloomy, he thought of who operated on Allen, although Hillary never told him about Tang Ji's arrival, and he only told him that there was a doctor on the third floor before he took someone upstairs, but Hillary took care of Tang Ji so much, David must have heard what his subordinates said, but he didn't care, for him, Tang Ji was just a small clerk in the company before the end of the world, and he naturally couldn't go to see Tang Ji in person, and then send Tang Ji food or something.

He thought that Hillary had taken a fancy to Tang Ji because Tang Ji had been her assistant and was just using it, of course, although he was not in charge of the company's affairs before the end of the world, he was only a shareholder, but he still heard of Tang Ji's ability to handle affairs, after all, it was his fiancée's assistant, and he was still a man, so he naturally wanted to know about it briefly.

Davy thought about it, suddenly looked up at the third floor of the Secretariat Building not far away, waved his hand behind him, and then put his hands in his trouser pockets, and staggered up the stairs towards the door of the Secretariat Building.

The guards immediately followed, gathered around him, and at first embraced him and walked inside.

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In the corridor, stretchers had been carried away, and there were less than twenty armed men scattered around, on guard.

"Thank you." Hillary Clinton stood beside Don Ji, clasped his hands on his chest, put his sunglasses on top of his head, thanked him with a serious expression, and immediately asked, "What are you hurting when can you be healed?" Her eyes glanced at Donji's left leg.

"Ten days, it should be about the same." Tang Ji replied with his head down, took off the blood-stained gloves on his hands, flipped through the bloody side and covered it inside, holding it in his left hand and carrying a small box with a little blood stained on it in his right hand.

"I hope you'll get better soon." Hillary looked at Don Ji and smiled reluctantly, but immediately relented.

"How many people died this time?" Don Ji stood by the wall, twisted and leaned lightly against it, tilting his head to look at Hillary, he could feel that Hillary was irritated.

"Twenty-seven people died, thirteen minor injuries, and three serious injuries." Hillary Clinton's numbers were accurate, she put down her hands holding her chest, looked down and sighed, her hands pinching her waist.

Hillary doesn't care about how many people have died outside the United Nations headquarters, whether she can die or live depends on her ability, and in this, she consumes food to feed these people and provide armed protection, these people will be her supporters when she is becoming the ruler of Manhattan in the future, and they are also soldiers, but also labor, since these people are already here, every death is her loss, she never wants this kind of thing to happen a second time, but at this time she has not thought of a better way to govern.

The corners of Tang Ji's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a regretful expression, and casually comforted: "Everything will be fine." As he spoke, he straightened up again, pointed to his door not far away, and said, "I'll go back if it's okay." ”

"Hey, wait!" Hillary called out to Don Kee, pulled Don Ji arm and let go, sighed and said, "Let's talk." ”

"What are you talking about?" Don Ji just stepped out of the leg again, tucked the rubber gloves that were put on his back into the pocket of his jacket, carried the box in both hands, leaned against the wall again, looked at Hillary and asked.

"Tell me what you think, what do you think is the best way to do it." Hillary lowered her head, rubbed one foot on the ground and subconsciously rubbed slightly, stood still, and looked up at Tang Ji with her arms folded on her chest again, her brow furrowed slightly, which seemed to be a very formal question.

Hillary has been emaciated in order to build this survivor gathering place, some things seem very simple, but in fact it is difficult to do, in the last days, it is not as easy as she first imagined to be a leader-like figure, she has known Tang Ji for a day or two, before the end of the world, Tang Ji worked under her every day, handling some affairs for her, she knew that Tang Ji was a very rigorous person, which could be described as meticulous, such a person was enough for her to ask for advice.

"What do you mean? This thing? As he spoke, he pointed to the blood on the ground that had just dripped from the operation on the boy.

"Uh-huh." Hillary nodded.

"What can be done!" Tang Ji raised his hand and rubbed his fingers under his nose, put down his hand, shook his head slightly and said: "Where there are people, this is the case, there will definitely be disputes, maybe because of a small thing, but the noise will definitely not be able to suppress the anger, and they have guns and ......" Tang Ji said here and paused.

After a little head and thought, Tang Ji looked up at Hillary again and lowered his voice: "Unless you can be tougher and collect most of the weapons, leaving only a small number of guns for them to deal with, and just like before the end of the world, the guns are not allowed to be taken out of the residence, this will definitely have an effect...... As long as you dare to do it...... Otherwise, the guards will have to be strengthened. ”

Listening to Tang Ji's words, Hillary was silent for a while, holding her hands on her chest, looking down at the blood on the ground not far away, she suddenly raised her head, took off the sunglasses on the top of her head with her left hand, put them on her eyes, patted Tang Ji on the shoulder with her right hand, and sighed: "Have a good rest, I'll go back and think about it." ”

"Okay, bye!"

"Bye!"

The two said goodbye to each other and passed by, and the surrounding guards converged towards Hillary, and one of the guards who had already arrived at Hillary handed her an umbrella.

Tang Ji carried the small box, limped to room 316, knocked lightly on the door, and said, "It's me." At the same time, he turned his head to look at Hillary, who was walking towards the north staircase surrounded by the guards, and his thoughts suddenly became a little complicated.

Hillary is a woman who can't be said to be completely good, because she has killed many people after all, but she can never be described as a bad person, although she is doing these things now because she is ambitious, but it cannot be denied that she is saving more survivors, in the entire survivor gathering place, there are very many people who are grateful to her in their hearts, think she is a good leader, and some girls adore her, because Hillary is also a woman, of course, they also think she is a good person.

That said, there are some things that have already happened that are impossible to change, such as ...... Malos's death!

These days, Tang Ji has never heard about Will, and Will has never looked for Tang Ji, and Tang Ji naturally can't see them, they seem to have disappeared, but Tang Ji knows that they will not give up, the longer they delay, the more they prepare, the later they start, and the greater the damage they will bring here.

"Squeak!" With a slight sound of the door opening, the door of room 316 opened, and Ba Song pulled the doorknob inside, turned sideways and waited for Tang Ji to enter.

At this time, Hillary had not left the corridor, but a group of people rushed up at the staircase on the north side of the corridor, it was David who came up with the guards, Don Ji paused when he entered the room, turned his head to look at the north side of the corridor, Hillary and David, the two groups of people converged, and the two began to whisper something.

Don Guy didn't bother to understand what they were talking about, and walked towards the room, the reason why he stopped just now was because he thought that David was also one of the targets of Will and the others, and he didn't have anything else to think about.

"Hi Tangji, wait!" David in the far side of the corridor suddenly raised his hand and waved it in the direction of Tang Ji, shouted, and then whispered something to Hillary beside him, and then walked quickly in the direction of Tang Ji with the people. (To be continued.) )